三个和尚

Three monks

Immortals and Buddhas close their eyes, demons and monsters are everywhere.
The world is like hell, flesh and blood are flying.
This is a mythical world where demons and monsters are rampant, humans are extinct, and the world is collapsing.
Three monks, carp leaping over the dragon gate, ninety-nine eighty-one difficulties...
Everything that used to be has changed beyond recognition, leaving only bones everywhere.
No one knows why the myths of the past have become what they are now!
A roll of human skin paper, stained with blood, falls with the wind.
My name is Chen Xi, and when you see this sentence, I am already dead...